Poem, 7 February 1844
Poem, 7 February 1844
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Unidentified author, Poem, “Buckeyes Lamentation for want of more wives,” [, IL], 7 Feb. 1844; unidentified handwriting; docket in handwriting of ; four pages; JS Office Papers, CHL.
A ten fold glory that the prize
With out it your undone
And <But> with it you will shine as bright
As the bright shining sun
there you may reign like mighty gods
Creating worlds so fair
A[t] least a world for every wife
That you take with you there
The man thats <has> got ten fair wives
Ten worlds he may create
And he that has got less than this
Will find a bitter fate
The one or two that he may have
He’ll be deprived of these
and they’ll be given as talents were
To him that <who> has got ten
And ’tis so here in this sad life
Such ills you must endure
Some priest or king may claim your wife
Because that your are poor
A revelation he may get
refuse it if you deare
And you’ll be damned perpetually
By our good Lord the mayor
But if that you yield willing[ly?]
Your Daughters and you<r> wives
In spiritual marriage to our Pope
He[’]ll bless you all your lives
He[’]ll seal you up be damned you Can’t
No matter what you do
If that you only stick to him
He’ll swears he ll take you through [p. [2]]
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